isn't it amazing that everyone's loved by someone? even the dirty begger in tattered clothes with a stench that keeps everyone away is loved by someone too? shldnt we in fact be comforted at this truth? at the thought of it i guess everyone is. but we soon turn away and get suck back into our own selfish lives wondering why no one loves or notices me. wondering why the ones whom we 'love' never quite reciprocate. what a myopic view of the macro situation.

there are just so many thoughts running through my mind. since things are settling down i guess it's time to sort things out before rushing back into the mad rat race. sometimes it's easier to just sweep things under the carpet.

where's discipline when u need him!?!?!?!